All eyes suddenly laid upon a figure whose origin was questionable for the higher-ups. He wore distinctive clothing. The bearing of a young dragon was exuding as he stood with his eyes looking at the four kings above.
The hurdle and bustle of the rest of the participants meant nothing. Those who saw him as a cultivator from the mortal world immediately shook their heads. They didn't care about the background of the youth anymore. The youth was destined to die after the tournament as he had offended two of the four kingdoms simultaneously in less than a week.
However, though the outsiders didn't dare to utter their support openly and directly. Their eyes showed that they wholeheartedly rooting for the confident young man. Able to pummel down the first round, will he do it again? The notion, just a mere possibility that it could happen, brought them to the edge of their seat.
"Look Porealus is going up to the fifth step!" said one of the onlookers.
